There are more than 8,000 Song people living in the inner city of Wangxiangcheng. No, it is better to say that they are Serris than to say that they are descendants of immigrants back then and have never returned to their distant hometown.

The Cyris are the general name of children wandering outside the central empire in the East. This name was first found in the Roman Empire.

Before the Roman Empire was silent, business travelers and adventurers from the East had contact with the Roman Empire. Cerris was the name of the Roman Empire for the mysterious empire in the East.

This title has been passed down to this day. No matter how many times the rights change occurred in the Central Plains or the dynasties changed, the black-haired and dark-eyed Cyris people always came from the Cyris country.

"The minions of 'Yanmo' live in the shadow of the junction of yin and yang. It needs the dreams of the Song people as food." Li Xuanbai was stared at by the vertical pupils of wild beasts, but still maintained an elegant posture.

Even though this elegance is no one appreciates in the darkness, it seems that this nobility has been engraved into Li Xuanbai's bones.

"Dream?" The Demon Hunter grinned and said, "Maybe I can help."

"Do you have the ability to kill people like a dream?" Mrs. Li gently filled the tea cups of the warrior opposite, and the faint fragrance of the tea leaves filled the darkness: "My father also invited strangers who could kill people like a dream, but unfortunately those wronged souls are millions, and they cannot be killed, and they cannot be killed."

"Isn't it any effect?" Xu Yichen put the tea cup in front of his nose, letting the tea fragrance linger in his nose. In the far south, this was the moment when he felt that he was closest to his hometown.

Back then, in Jixia Academy, there was no other drink to choose from except tea, which made many people who were used to the fat house happy water or coffee remember it deeply.

"Master Yongye said that the seal used to seal "Yan Mo" has not completely failed. The wronged souls that ran out to cause trouble are just an iceberg." Mrs. Li shook her head: "The stranger killed in his dream for seven days and seven nights, but he did not see any reduction in the wronged souls. Finally, he woke up with exhaustion. It is said that before he could return to Song Tu, he died of illness on the ship."

"Millions of numbers..." The Demon Hunter was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "Thank you harder, there will always be a day to kill."

"I heard you have companions?" Mrs. Li felt that the young man in front of her had a spirit of not hitting the wall and not looking back, which was worth encouraging, but she did not believe that the other party was really capable of solving the threat of "Yan Mo", so she directly changed the topic: "I'll ask Mei'er to bring them back later. It's not safe outside during the day."

"Why is it unsafe during the day?" Xu Yichen didn't want to continue talking about history. He wanted to know more secrets of Wangxiangcheng, such as: "Why did you live in a dark room during the day without seeing your fingers? Why did Wangxiangcheng expel outsiders back then?"

"Madam, please tell me." The vertical pupils in the dark emitted fluorescent light, locking firmly on Li Xuanbai's body.

"The wronged souls controlled by 'Yanmo' cannot appear in the simple darkness, they can only cause chaos in the shadows intertwined by light and entities." Li Xuanbai slowly stretched out an arm, and she knew that the young man in front of her could see it: "In such a pure and dark environment, they cannot live."

"The people of Wangxiangcheng have become accustomed to moving in the dark and resting in the dark room during the day." Li Xuanbai withdrew his arm: "We are not without any way to deal with it. At night, we have magic tools that can create light sources that do not produce shadows as lighting."

Xu Yichen remembered the strange instruments that the young soldier had come into contact with before. They were indeed used to make light sources.

"And, after living here for so long, we have also obtained some technology that can protect ourselves, which can cause some harm to those wronged souls. Although it cannot be completely eliminated, it is enough for emergency response." Li Xuan said quietly: "It is true that 'Yan Mo' feeds on the dreams of the Song people, but he also refuses outsiders. The more people, the more active it becomes, and the more wronged souls it releases."

"So, where did you come from using the technology of self-protection?" Xu Yichen still maintained a poker face: "I wonder who are the outsiders who went out of the outer city gate before?"

"Do you have the emperor's edict?" Li Xuanbai chuckled: "If not, as the lord of a city, I can not answer your questions. For the sake of our same roots and roots, it is best for us to maintain a mutually beneficial relationship."

"Tell me about your troubles?" Li Xuanbai, as the lord of a city, has his own demeanor: "We Song people are outside to help each other, and no one can bully us."

"We got a very precious item by chance. For some reason, the news was dispersed." Xu Yichen did not have a good grasp of diplomatic rhetoric, so he just wanted to tell Li Xuanbai directly, and there was nothing to tell.

"We don't know how many people who are interested in this item will gather before the local support fleet arrives." Xu Yichen introduced his current situation in a stern manner: "Now there is a Holy See army behind us that belongs to the Holy See. If nothing unexpected happens, they will arrive in Wangxiangcheng within six to thirty hours."

"How many people are there and how powerful?" Li Xuanbai picked up his teacup and savored the only specialty from his hometown.

"There are no more than three hundred extraordinary people and five warships in the early stage." The Demon Hunter, based on his own observations: "There are no more than eighteen extraordinary people who can mobilize about five hundred people within seven days."

"Puff!" Li Xuanbai was almost choked to death and had to cough to cover up his embarrassment.

"It is expected that other forces will appear in the next three to five days, and the total number should not exceed the extraordinary people used by the church." Xu Yichen roughly estimated the number of players in other countries, digging out those who were too far away to arrive, and those who were too poor to get over the strength: "If the time delays a little longer, it is not ruled out that the number of extraordinary people will increase."

"Haha." For some reason, Mrs. Li suddenly felt that the nightmare in Wangxiangcheng was not a big deal, and the pressure on her body suddenly decreased a lot.

This is probably about living until old age and learning until old age?

Li Xuanbai remembered the deceased old city lord, father, we might be able to meet soon...

"Can I know what treasure you got?" Li Xuanbai felt that the young man in front of him didn't seem to be joking, so the only reason was that this young man really got something amazing.

"Nothing to be told." Xu Yichen's expression remained unchanged, and he answered Li Xuanbai's question in four words.
Chapter completed!